Chapter 12

“God,” I whispered, pushing up into his fist, my hand fumbling for his shoulder so I could hang on.

“That’s it, sweetie. Go with it, don’t hold back.”

It didn’t take long for me to lose it, and it was as if rivers of cum poured out of me, nonstop, for minutes on end.

When I finally stopped, Paul shared my release with me and we kissed, just like last time, exchanging fluids and bringing us even closer together.

He took off the blindfold and kissed my forehead. “Ready for bed?”

I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. “I suppose we should, since it’s almost four in the morning.”

He patted my hip and we both got up and went to the bathroom to clean up a bit. When we got back to the room, Paul and I snuggled under the covers and immediately fell asleep.

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